Lyrics:
and pull up[02:25.33]Like yo[02:26.88]West side chilling with a peace sign[02:29.07]Make a move every day like the east side[02:31.77]Ain't no problem we
who gon' tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue
Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs
Son of a hard headed nigga that wouldn't
Yeah
Migos
First kicked the door when I was seventeen years old (seventeen, woo)
Seen my first fifty, ballin', eighteen years old (eighteen,
[Gotti]
Yeah, no doubt, ugh
One time for the motherfuckin…
[Jazze Pha]
Yaw
This, is a Mannie Frishzzle, producshizzle, ha
My nizzle [whistles] I
By next year I'm on top, I'm not a hit or miss (Hell nah)
Is you with me, cause you know I need a
Top notch hoe (Top notch hoe)
Nothing lesser
25
'cause it look live
They gave her forty years in New Orleans, callin me boys
Shorty was young, by three days had a great bid
Light is shinin' beauty
the hood that bitch got 1-25 in the dash
(She like a gangsta 'cause)
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
make it where yo Gotti be
Suicidal thoughts, swear these nightmares trying to bother me.
All these nightmares nightmares, still living in my head
Girl
Temperatures rises, niggas blinded by my lyrical disguise
No time to plot retreats, niggas shiver and die
Multiple rounds found laced in his body and face
it all ready
By the time I'm 25
I wanna be Jack and Rose
Holding hands at the edge of the boat
I wanna be Ted and Robin
Meet at the bar and know it
What?
Back to back Benzes, with the Wild Gremlins
Gaultier style lenses, talents in the .40 cal
This is life now
Let me find out, you want
lullabies
I have ya like ( la la la la la la lah ) ill change yo life and we be singing lullabies
I'mma put dat ass to sleep
Bring it down to the beat
would probably be hysterical
For 25 years she seen me be a miracle
Seen me come a long way just by being lyrical
Naw I ain't act religious but God know me
[Conversation]:
Keep everything on
Blaze always
Nigga this only nineteen thousand
(yo check this shit out)
I want my thousand dollars now
I
a truncheon-25
You've got two more years to live your life
You've got a second hand bland band printed on your top
Don't like the way you're going but it's too
cousin locked up
Got 25 years
My uncle come home Next week
That's joyful tears
Rapping bout my life
That's what they wanna hear
Demons tried to take me
back on life and I feel like I did nothing.
But when I get old will my story be told?
Verse
The sun shining on my eyes, kinda like my alarm.
25 years
be alright
Start a family,
Some kids, a pretty wife
You're only 25
You know these are
The best years of your life
I wake up each day
I Get up
I Find
to the poor 'cause life's a bitch
If I was a cop I'd steal from the Italian
Go in the projects and unload by the batallion
If I was a cop, i'd take from you
You
that shit caught me by surprise
Oh why
I’m so traumatized
I got murder on my mind
The judge hit my cousin Meek with 25
You ain’t even got to say pain but
that shit caught me by surprise
Oh why
I’m so traumatized
I got murder on my mind
The judge hit my cousin Meek with 25
You ain’t even got to say pain but
on the visit
Yeah, you better off talking on the visit
If you don't know how to speak in code
You gone' fuck around and catch
A new charge yo
I heard Rap D got
a new crib by the lake side
What is life? Life is love and I love my girl
So if life a bitch, then I'm tryna fuck the world
Yeah fuck 'em girl you
Nineteen-ninety-motherfuckin-three right?
What's your new year's resolution motherfucker?
Check this out
We gotta hold down the block
Word is bond kid, uhh, aight
Beef
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